Page 47 of I Wish You Were Mine

My heart skips a beat. “How so?”

“Salt. Warmth. Like a sunny day at the beach.”

“I thought I was a nighttime kinda guy.”

Holding back her hair, she leans in. Licks the head of my dick, a slow, thorough exploration. My balls feel like they’re about to explode.

“Funny how an ocean that can be calm in the sun”—shewraps her hand around me and meets my eyes—“roars beneath the stars.”

And then she pumps her hand at the same time she sucks my tip into the tight heaven of her mouth.

“Maren,” I growl, my head falling back as sensation rips through me. Can I fuck her more than once? I’m not gonna last nearly long enough this first go-round. I said one night, not one time.

She tightens her grip on me. Pumps me a little faster. Curling her lips over her teeth, she takes me a little deeper, bobbing her head. My eyes catch on the lean lines of her back as she moves. I glide a hand down her spine, reveling in the softness of her skin.

So damn soft. Strong too. I feel her muscles work as she moves, drawing taut beneath her skin.

Maren pulls back, my cock falling out of her mouth. Then she angles her head so she can lick me, base to tip, the flat of her tongue leaving a trail of flame along my shaft.

“That.” I reach down to thumb her chin. “I like that. When you taste all of me. How deep can you take it, Tiny?”

Her mouth curls in the wickedest, sauciest smirk I’ve ever seen. “I got you, Superman.”

And then she takes me back into her mouth and closes her eyes like she’s focusing. Using her hand, she pushes me in another inch, another inch, until my head meets with the soft tissue at the back of her throat. She gags, but instead of pulling back this time, she takes me deeper,deeper. So deep tears spill out of her eyes.

But she doesn’t stop. Instead she looks me in the eye and winks.

Fuckingwinks.

Laughter erupts in my center. “You’re a fucking piece of work, Tiny, you know that?”

Sex with her is fun. Makes me realize just how mercenarysex is with the random women I meet. Gets the job done, sure. At the very least it’s stress relief.

But it never makes me feel like this. Wide awake. Happy to be alive.

Danger.

But I ignore that alarm. I pull out.

“Tuck,” she protests.

I reach behind me to yank my shirt over my head. “You’re too good at that, Tiny, and I don’t wanna come in your mouth. Not this time.”

Dropping my shirt to the floor, it’s my turn to smirk when I catch Maren checking out my bare torso. I’m covered in tattoos. Everything from Katie’s name and birthdate in looping script to Blackbeard’s pirate flag.

I shuck off my pants and briefs. My dick juts from the plane of my hips, obscenely hard, still slick with her saliva.

Maren’s lips part when her eyes catch on the healed burn on my thigh. “Okay, you’re definitely not a teddy bear.”

I laugh. Christ, is this girl ever going to stop making me laugh? My life is heavy, but this?—

She is the lightness I didn’t know I needed.

“What happened?” she asks.

I grab her chin in my hand and lean down to kiss her. Hard. “Later. Right now, I wanna fuck you.”

Our breaths hiss between us as I plunder her mouth. She falls back, using her arms to catch herself, and I press forward, climbing over her as she backs up on the bed before finally lying down when her head hits the pillow. Then her hands rove over my chest, stomach. Sides.

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